Saturday, 26 January 2008

#6


“Nice disguise,” I felt like saying, so I did.
“Feeling better I see,” he possibly felt he had to say, so he did.
“You should have come back with me, now we’re here in one of your brothers ill humored programs....yes I know BB and his warped sense of terrariumism.
You see, when I last saw you, I went back though the wall and found that it was reality but I made the mistake of coming back to get you. You had already gone through the moon which was one too many for me. I couldn’t find my way back to the real world and ended up in between the blue wall and the drapes in Slixx.”

That was interesting but as far as I know the blood oozing out from beneath the bandage meant that I was real so I asked Powder, ”Do you have a pin?”
“So you’re gonna check us to make sure we’re not just Figments but Pigments,” she said. “You’re not gonna poke anything in me,” Clops blurted out, “that’s how I lost my eye.”
Powder said, “It’s okay with me... a little pin-prick is easier than pulling a broken shot glass from my ribs.”
She looked at me and said, “You can do the honours.”
She held up the pin but before I could walk over to get it, she jabbed it into Clops hand. He let out a howl as I watched his blood squirt up into the air. He managed to get his mouth over it and began sucking like some blood thirsty vampire.
“One down, one to go but just...”Powder didn’t have a chance to finish her sentence.

Clops grabbed the pin from her and stuck it in her eye. It was awesome. Powder was a puff of perfume. Poof and her pajamas slumped slowly to the floor.
Clops smiled and said, “She couldn’t be here. I just left the Slixx and she’s waiting on the misfits there. Sai, you must have something very important that the virtual guests want.”
“Maybe, but I don’t know anything. In fact I’m supposed to have a stash... I guessed with Powder puff here, but where it is... your guess is as good a mine.”
Clops looked uninterested then said, “I’ve got an idea... my guess may be better than yours or maybe your imagination needs a certain doctor.”
“Are you talking about Dr. Doesit?” I asked.
“Dr. Doesit everyday. He says do it and you’ll find a clue in Powders lingerie headgear,” said Clops.
I must have looked interested because Clops lifted his black eye patch and scratched his moist socket like a dog with a flea.

Doing It
On the way over to see the doctor, Clops said he needed some smokes so we stopped in at the Copout shop.

“What kind are you smokin?” I asked.
“The kind that smokes well.”
At the counter he asked the bald cashier for CO2 Fingers XS.
The cashier asked for his permit and Clops pulled out a crispy hundred dollar bill and said, “Will this do?”
Immediately his fairly hairier hand snatched it from Clops, he sniffed it, put it up to the light then licked the watermark. I was thinking maybe I should prick him, after all his behavior was a bit touched and his movements were slightly blurred.
He reached under the counter, bringing out a silver box with a gold seal on it. Opening it carefully, he reached inside and pulled out another silver box with a red seal on it and handed it to Clops. “Thanks Doc,” Clops said while pocketing his bootie.
“Lets head over to the Slixx and have a chat with Powder but before that we should do it,” he said.
He took out the box, cracked the seal and handed me one of the extremely small cigarettes.
“You smoke don’t you?” he asked. I took it from him and said, “Fire me.”

As Usual
At the Slixx, Powder was rushing about as usual but she felt a little uneasy and sensed an invasion of her personal privacy. The word was out that the Figments

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